I'm stuck in a horror game for 100 years

Chapter 30 The Ghost in the Coffin
"Pfft!"

As Jiang Tong kicked, a strange sound suddenly sounded from inside the coffin, it sounded like...like farting.

That's right, farting!

"It's good that you didn't run away from home! Otherwise, those teammates will burp."

In fact, Jiang Tong can also leave directly.

Come back later to pick up what's in the gas station.

However, he sold several of his teammates directly, which is a bit of a pity to be honest. He is still a more conscientious player.

Of course, if it's just Chen Lang, then forget it.

Love never dies.

It's none of my business.

In addition, if you give up this opportunity, maybe the next time you come to this gas station, the things will already be gone.

After all, the game has returned to normal now, and changes are happening every moment.

Jiang Tong must grasp his leading experience.

Get every benefit possible!
Borrowing strength is the most common method he has used during the 100 years of being trapped.

The bloody coat disappeared.

The two farts just now scared away all the carrion corpses around, and Jiang Tong pulled the nails out of the coffin with his bare hands.

【Rusted coffin nails*4】

[Type: Consumable Horror Items]

【Level: D】

[Whether the game can be brought out: Yes]

[Remarks: The coffin nails used to seal the supernatural, unfortunately, have been used for a long time, and its supernatural power has been seriously overdrawn. It is said that it was made by a certain half-human, half-ghost surnamed Yang. produce restraint]

【Limit: 1/1】

"The nails in the coffin!"

Although one coffin nail can only be used once, but four, it can be used four times!

The weird ones below D level can be dealt with.

Games can also be brought out.

Instead, Jiang Tong was a little surprised.

This was not shown before.

But this is not the time to think about those things.

Just after Jiang Tong pulled out the coffin nails.

The thick coffin board was slowly pushed.

A grease-stained arm suddenly stretched out.

Jiang Tong stepped back.

At this time, he has completely adapted to the darkness.

It seems to have a feeling.

When the things in the coffin move.

The dark red moonlight in the sky also pierced the darkness and shone on the coffin.

"Squeak..."

The huge coffin board was completely pushed away, and a hunched old man sat up from the coffin with his oil-stained arms stretched out.

The old man's withered face was covered with corpse spots.

From Jiang Tong's direction, you can just see his eyes.

In the gray and empty eye sockets, there was only coldness and dead silence.

Such a weird scene was exposed so nakedly under the scarlet moonlight.

Even Jiang Tong has seen it many times.

There will still be a trace of fear from the bottom of my heart.

If the other few people were here, they might be scared to death.

Sometimes it's not the gore that's scary.

Just such a thin old man, with dead eyes, sat up straight from the coffin.

It's enough to drive people crazy.

There is no doubt that this old man is a ghost.

And it's definitely not an ordinary D-rank ghost!
After all, it would take four D-grade coffin nails to barely seal it.

Fortunately, Jiang Tong, who died dozens of times at the hands of this old man, has already figured out his rules.

I can't kill him by myself.

But it can be used to clean up those rotting corpses and ghost phones at gas stations.

"Boss! Something happened at the gas station!"

Jiang Tong cautiously came to the side of the coffin, crying to the hunchbacked old man sitting up in the coffin as if triggering a rule.

[Sub-quest triggers! 】

【The obsession of the camel ghoul】

[Help the camel ghoul go to the gas station that belonged to it before he died, and clean up those garbage bugs! 】

"Huh... it succeeded!"

Camel ghoul!
real ghost!

Far stronger than the previous stair ghost!

But the most important thing is, this guy's background, he is the owner of an abandoned gas station!

Jiang Tong who triggered the mission was all smiles.

"Master? Shall I stoop to you?"

The hunchback ghoul turned its head slowly, put its oily hands on Jiang Tong's shoulders, and dragged out his bare bones.

these feet.

Requires the flesh and blood of a gas station.

……

Over here at the gas station.

"Too much! Too much!"

Ren Jiadong roared.

There are already many empty magazines at the feet, and the storage in the coat lining pocket is about to be exhausted!
The blade of Bian Yingying's saber was already a little curled.

He didn't bother to wipe the blood off his face.

The saber in his hand kept turning.

"We can only count on Jiang Tong and Qin Nan!"

Duo Xianxian picked up an iron bar from nowhere, and helped to wave it at the carrion that rushed over. Her palm was already rubbed and bleeding, and her eyes were full of tears.

Suppressed not to cry out.

"If you kill me, I won't be in the horror game anymore!"

Near the door of the gas station interior.

"Help me suppress this blood net!"

Qin Nan's pale arms tightly grasped the blood net that hit the ground.

Some blood vessels had cut open his Specter's arm, but no blood flowed out.

He shouted at Chen Lang who was blocking the carrion over there.

"Damn it! I want to resist the rotting corpses, and I want to help you suppress the blood net, idiot!"

"If you don't turn off the phone, you're going to die! My hands can touch the weirdness directly, so I can only do it! Hurry up, I can't hold it anymore!" Qin Nan's expression twisted, time is running out!
His ghost energy is about to run out!
"Damn! This Jiang Tong really fucking ran away! Idiot!"

Chen Lang cursed angrily.

The tattoo on his hand suddenly became ghostly.

"laugh--"

Bursts of blue smoke directly merged into the phantom in front of him.

Even his arms visible to the naked eye began to shrink.

It was as if that blue-faced, fang-toothed ghost was devouring Chen Lang's flesh and blood!
But the effect is also extremely obvious.

That phantom has more than doubled in size!
It has even grown arms!
Under Chen Lang's control.

He ruthlessly grabbed at the blood vessels on the ground that seemed to be alive!

"Only ten seconds!" Chen Lang gritted his teeth.

Qin Nan, who was able to get out of trouble, rushed into the room full of meat in an instant without saying a word, raised his pale arms, and hammered towards the still beating phone!

"Oops!"

But what he never expected was.

The phone stopped beating for an instant.

It was directly swallowed by the assimilated table!
"boom!"

The ghost hand submerged directly into the table that had turned into a lump of meat, and was firmly stuck inside!
"Okay! I can't stand it anymore!" Chen Lang's roar came from behind.

But Qin Nan's face was ashen.

The sound of a beating heart swept from all directions, as if the weird phone calls filled every corner.

He missed his chance!
The phantom of the tattoo is like a deflated ball.

Chen Lang collapsed on the ground.

The surging carrion immediately submerged it.

At the same time, a considerable part of the rotting corpses rushed towards the room, and those squirming, blood-dripping pieces of flesh also squeezed over.

"Den!"

“Delicious! So delicious!”

It was like the sound of metal knocking, echoing in every corner of the gas station.

The hoarse and old voice seemed to break through the human cerebral cortex directly.

There was a dead silence.

Immediately filled everyone's mind.

The direction is the periphery of the gas station.

Bloody Jiangtong is back!
All the rotting corpses stopped at this moment!

It seems that there is a huge horror coming!
Even the phone calls stopped abruptly!

Its owner is back!

The knife in Bian Yingying's hand stopped, she turned her head and saw Jiang Tong, she cried immediately, but she covered her mouth when she saw it clearly.

"What is that guy carrying on his back?"

"ghost?!"

　Dear Yanzu fathers, there were a lot of people outside just now, and now my brother kneels down for you, here is some recommendation tickets, and please follow up every day, follow-up reading in the new book period is very important, you don’t want to lose ten yuan and die in the new book period, right?
　　


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